I was stunned by the unexpected electricity that flowed through me, amazed that it was possible to be more aware of him than I already was. A crazy impulse to reach over and touch him, to stroke his perfect face just once in the darkness, nearly overwhelmed me.

He turned to look at me with a wistful expression. The golden eyes held mine, and I lost my train of thought. I stared at him until he looked away.

If you’ve ever seen a bear attack on television, you should be able to visualize Emmett hunting.

What if I’m not a superhero? What if I’m the bad guy?

Bella: You’re kidnapping me, aren’t you?
Alice: Sorry, He paid me.
Bella: How much?
Alice: The Porsche. It’s exactly like the one I stole in Italy.

Oh yes because a vampire sleepover is the penacle of saftey conceious behavior. - Bella Swan

This hostage stuff is fun! -Alice Cullen

He came to rest with the side of his face pressed tenderly against my chest. Listening to my heart.

One side of his mouth pulled up into my favorite uneven smile.

I considered taking out the rear of his shiny Volvo, but there were too many witnesses.